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The students' eyes widened and never returned to their normal state. Everyone stared at Zhang Mingyuan's movements without blinking. It was not until Zhang Mingyuan ran away at a very fast speed that they felt their eyes dry.

Zhang Mingyuan on the plum blossom pile, others saw that his speed was very fast, but he himself was not satisfied. Only when he stood on the pile did he know that his speed had not yet exerted half of his ability.

Zhang Mingyuan frowned, his eyes were fixed on the plum blossom pile in front of him, and his feet secretly exerted force. He flew out with a clever force, and even stepped on the air to borrow force, and the person flew out lightly.

Li Feng and others who were observing below also had more and more solemn expressions. They seemed to have detected Zhang Mingyuan's urgency. This plum blossom pile was indeed unusual.

"Mingyuan is obviously anxious, and his speed has not yet been exerted to half. If it was the plum blossom pile in the school, he should have passed the first half by now." Ouyang Feng said.

"Have you noticed that Mingyuan's footwork is very powerful, so the speed should be faster, but in fact it is not much faster. It feels like he can't use his strength. Ouyang, try to use clever strength later and concentrate your strength on the upper body." Xiao Anping said.

He watched carefully and seriously, and he could see some smaller differences that others could not see.

"Okay." Ouyang Feng said.

Sure enough, soon, Zhang Mingyuan's footwork was too powerful, and his physical energy consumption was much greater than usual. He walked only 300 meters and stepped on 56 plum blossom piles. He staggered and fell down.

Ouyang Feng saw Zhang Mingyuan landed, and the second baton started. He also adopted Zhang Mingyuan's pile-up action, slightly bending his knees and body, inhaling, and exerting force on the front of his feet, and he stood on the plum blossom pile.

"I said that their military academy has a story. This kind of body doesn't look like it can be taught by a regular military academy that trains grappling and fighting." Jiang Zhiyue's big eyes were full of "as expected", and he murmured.

Suddenly, he grabbed Deng Jingxi's arm and pulled him towards him, saying softly, "Jingxi, I suspect that they learned the martial arts passed down by our ancestors for thousands of years."

Deng Jingxi was pulled so hard that he could only lean over with his body tilted along the force. Hearing Jiang Zhiyue's nervous words, he wanted to refute, but the scene in front of him forced him to think more about that aspect. After thinking about it, he couldn't say anything to refute.

On the contrary, Tan Zhaofeng on the right of Jiang Zhiyue had a glimmer of light in his eyes and a smile on his lips, but it disappeared quickly and no one noticed.

Ouyang Feng stood on the plum blossom pile and looked at the layout around him.

In the entire forest behind the base, the area used to open up and arrange the plum blossom piles was a relatively sparse area of ​​trees. The entire area from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, which should be 50 meters wide, was used to arrange the plum blossom piles.

They actually tried their best to preserve the original trees, but standing on the piles, you can still see that some of the wood piles were originally grown there. They were obviously cut off, but they were made from local materials and used as one of the rings of the plum blossom piles.

It was ten o'clock in the morning. In the forest at ten o'clock, the sunlight poured down through the gaps between the branches and forks like a golden veil, forming clusters of similar and different shapes of mottled light and shadow on the ground, some like ovals, a little like triangles, and some like irregular clouds.

The trees stood upright, and the thick trunks were covered with the texture of years, as if telling the story of the past. Even the wooden piles that had just joined their team had a sense of vicissitudes.

In the denser woods on both sides, there were also the sounds of birds singing happily. Ouyang Feng seemed to be able to see birds combing their feathers on the branches, and some spread their wings and flew high, drawing beautiful arcs in the air.

Ouyang Feng looked at the plum pile in front of him, that's right! He discovered that there were more than one plum blossom pile here, and it was estimated that there should be three.

Each of the plum blossom piles in front could be seen clearly, and even the annual rings on the wooden piles in front of him could be seen. Ouyang stared at the plum blossom pile closest to him.

But the more he looked, the more wrong it seemed. Even if he had good eyesight, his height plus the height difference between the two plum blossom piles, without any auxiliary tools, why could he clearly see the texture on the wooden piles, and it became clearer and clearer.

Ouyang Feng quickly retracted his sight. No wonder Zhang Mingyuan's strength at his feet was useless just now, but he couldn't increase his speed. Could it be because he saw too clearly that he unconsciously lost some of his strength at his feet?

Ouyang Feng glanced at Li Feng, then made a move, made an offensive posture, swung his arms in the air, and ran on the plum blossom piles.

The other students exclaimed in envy again. Unlike Zhang Mingyuan, who did not swing his body greatly when running, Ouyang Feng's arms swung greatly when running.

Huang Youzhao and Zhong Liqun, who were more familiar with this, immediately knew that Ouyang Feng was going to use the movements of his upper limbs to increase his speed.

The effect was quite obvious. At least they felt that Ouyang Feng was much faster than Zhang Mingyuan.

Xiao Anping nodded. He felt that the method of using the power of the upper body to increase speed was correct. Staring at Ouyang's movements, he suddenly said:

"Mingyuan and Ouyang both had obvious pauses between the 16th and 17th piles. Pay attention to this. It's best to skip it and observe it again."

Zhang Pingshun nodded, somewhat impressed by Xiao Anping's micro-observation ability. Anyway, he didn't notice the obvious pause he mentioned.

They looked at Zhang Mingyuan who had just returned to the team.

Zhang Mingyuan obviously heard what Xiao Anping said. He thought about it and nodded: "Yes, the difference between the two piles is relatively large, and after that pile, it feels more and more strenuous."

"Also, when it comes to the 40th pile, there is a very detailed difference there. Every time I jump a pile, my strength is lost faster. Later, I gradually feel exhausted."

Lu Fei frowned, he stared at Ouyang Feng who was still running on the plum blossom pile. At this time, he had already run beyond the position where Zhang Mingyuan landed, and was still moving forward, but in total, he only passed half of the plum blossom, and the other half had a higher slope.

Lu Fei said: "Mingyuan, when you run the pile, do you feel the slope?"

"No. There is only a height difference," Zhang Mingyuan said affirmatively.

"No. There is definitely a sense of slope, and it's quite big, but the height difference of the pile confuses you and gives you a wrong perception." Li Feng said.

In terms of raising the breath and speeding up, Li Feng's strength and perception may be better than Zhang Mingyuan. When he saw Zhang Mingyuan and Ouyang Feng running too far, he felt a sense of disobedience, but he couldn't put his finger on it.